You rascal, stop right there!

When Bai Wan finished his practice for the day, he sat quietly in the yard, wearing white clothes.

Where the sunlight poured down, there was actually some spirit in the black pupils.

Although it is invisible to the naked eye, the expression under the golden light seems to be looking down at all living things and telling the world:

"Even though Han is blind, he is still a powerful blind man with aspirations."

Those unfinished games and waste paintings are actually not worth mentioning. For success, there is always a price to pay.

In particular, the chess nine-square pattern is Bai Wan's unique idea for learning to paint again. For this purpose, he even cut all the rice paper into squares and folded them.

Even Ling Shumo, who had learned painting since elementary school, was moved by this and agreed to play chess against him.

The loser is responsible for washing the brush and inkstone. However, in most cases, Bai Wan loses.

The two of them were always in tune with each other, so Ling Shumo naturally wouldn't indulge him. He would paint more as punishment, and would wash his brush and inkstone as punishment, and he would never interfere.

Bai Wan actually returned to the hardships he had experienced when he first applied to the Painting Academy, painting eight jars of water and dyeing the clear pond and stream with ink.

Now, before my eyes are cured, I become a blind painter who can play chess and paint freely.

Chen Xingyi was watching the two of them, and unexpectedly saw Ling Shumo using a wet white towel to wipe the ink stains with invisible white peas.

I didn't feel anything at first.

As a younger brother, I have also done many things for the boss.

However, Ling Shumo smiled at Bai Wan gently and affectionately, which was really intriguing at first glance.

Although Bai Wan couldn't see, her face was full of joy and her smile remained unchanged.

Not to mention Chen Xingyi, anyone with a little bit of insight and observation could see that the relationship between the two was not ordinary.

Chen Xingyi knew a little about Han Miaoran's past, and the Lord had also mentioned the disaster of her painting. In addition, Luo Wenqi, the bunny, was chasing after her like a dog-skin plaster.

But no matter how I thought about it, I didn't think there was such a possibility.

He hesitated for a while before slowly walking forward and quietly sitting down: "Boss, I have something I don't understand?"

White Pea smiled and asked, "What?"

His tone was cautious and tentative.

"Are you and Lord Ling really just ordinary close friends and brothers?"

Although, it seemed that the two of them were restrained enough and did not get overly intimate.

However, compared to the blind one, Ling Shumo's expression now was too revealing.

Those intoxicated eyes, filled with love and affection, are incestuous just to look at.

How arrogant the boss is, the proud brother of the chaotic world.

How could it be possible to have a broken sleeve?

"Well..." Bai Wan hesitated for a moment. This was not the first time someone asked this question.

Childhood sweethearts, close friends, lovers...

"I did fail, what's the problem?" Bai Wan said calmly, but admitted it without any hesitation.

This goes without saying.

Chen Xingyi felt inexplicably shocked. Although he felt it was weird yesterday, he felt even more horrified now.

Like most people, he absolutely cannot accept homosexuality, which goes against the moral principles of heaven.

No matter how good the person is, they are of the same sex, which is incestuous.

Don't cross the line.

Ling Shumo knew what Chen Xingyi meant and smiled bitterly: "You seem to be very opposed to it."

This response is equivalent to confirmation.

Chen Xingyi couldn't believe his ears, but he saw that neither of them refuted what they said.

"You...are all men! This..."

He suddenly pulled at Bai Wan's sleeve and said, "Boss! Doing this with a man is so illogical and immoral. Even if you are disabled, you can't humiliate yourself like this."

Daying is not that civilized. Although he will not oppose male homosexuality openly, it is definitely not a good thing worth publicizing.

To put it bluntly, you can enjoy the romance of a Hanlin scholar, but you must never take it seriously.

This is perverse, against ethics, disrespect for propriety and laws, and contrary to the laws of nature and morality.

Otherwise, how could even the marriage certificate between men not be recognized by the official media, and the household registration of people of the same sex cannot be placed together?

In Chen Xingyi's opinion, being a unscrupulous ruffian on the street is a hundred times better than being a gay with no one's blessing.

Ling Shumo and Bai Wan looked at each other in surprise. It was probably the first time they had experienced being opposed.

After calming down a little, Chen Xingyi really didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to the person opposite him.

"Boss, maybe you feel very comforted by someone who understands you, and knowing and accompanying each other seems to complement each other."

"It's okay for men who feel that friendship is deep."

"But men are men. No matter how tolerant the world is, they will not be considered the right path, and they will not marry..."

Six years ago, Han Miaoran and Ling Shumo were already close friends that others envied. However, in this relationship, it was envy. If they stepped out of line, they would be despised.

Bai Wan smiled upon hearing this and said hurriedly, "Since you have already admitted it, the Heavenly Law can't do anything about it. When have I ever followed the rules?"

These words can be considered threatening.

If they hadn't made up their minds, he would still have many concerns. But since he had made a promise, he couldn't break it.

Ling Shumo put the rice paper away for him and said gently, "We don't harm others. If others want to marry and have children, they can marry them."

The two faced each other and stopped talking.

The two of them just sat down to paint, drink tea, and feed the dog as usual...

Chen Xingyi looked at them with sharp eyes as he ignored their surroundings.

Seeing this, he laughed at himself: "How many people either think this is a disease, a disaster, or just lust. There has never been any true love between men and women, let alone..."

If the secular world does not tolerate it and the gods and Buddhas do not support it, how can we stay together forever?

Even if we have feelings for each other, we can still be close friends. Why do we have to challenge the secular view?

Close your eyes. Close your eyes.

Chen Xingyi really thought it was just a joke. If the boss really fell in love with a man, it would be too shocking.

This is the way of etiquette and the way of heaven.

Suddenly, he remembered the piano music of Luo Wenqi, which he understood after listening to it only once, and his clenched fist seemed to be on fire.

absurd!

Chen Xingyi didn't think that this kind of thing would have any good results. It would be better for him to work hard to kill more people and complete more tasks in exchange for his freedom.

If he were free, there would be countless righteous paths waiting for him, which would be much more useful than the so-called illicit love.

So, after much thought, this man walked up to Bai Wan and the other two and said calmly:

"Boss, I know a miracle doctor who can help you regain your painting skills. The condition is that you paint the painting you made back then."